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Bulma and Vegeta in paradise



Loneliness (?)



Bulma has never been so happy and yet so sad, she felt bad, could throw up at any moment, but she didn't because she knew it didn't make any sense. And then she was so happy again, let the warm sunbeams (was it really sunbeams?) Shine on her skin, let the cooling breeze slide through her hair, yes, sometimes she even danced in the flower meadow and threw the colorful flowers into it Air. And again she felt bad because she was not allowed to be happy, because she was alone, all alone in this wonderful world, but she just couldn't let go of this feeling of happiness, this liberating feeling of happiness, it was in her and in this place it came from her out, always stopped and never disappeared, even if Bulma repeatedly reprimanded herself for it.

Here, in this place, she felt safe, safe as she had never felt before and safe, she felt a feeling of security that she had never felt before, until this moment.

In the whole time she hadn't spoken a single word, the animals that weren't afraid of her and never ran away understood her even without words, Bulma only had to look into their eyes and the animals knew what was going on in Bulma, mostly luck .

And yet on some days, days that never passed, Bulma had a feeling that has accompanied her all her life, the feeling of being watched, again and again she felt the cold running down her back, down to her ankles and then Bulma was shaken to the core. She thought of tensioners watching her, spying on her; simply tensioned. And she always followed this feeling in the subconscious, even if the feeling of happiness triumphed, Bulma knew that she was being watched, even if she didn't notice it.

First she dipped her toe into the lake, then took a running run and jumped naked into the water, which was always the right temperature, but nevertheless Bulma checked it every time, out of habit. Bulma could not shed many habits, even if nothing happened to her here. When she went swimming, she always held her private parts as if they were watching many people, she brushed her teeth even though they brushed themselves, she screeched when she saw a spider or another insect, she combed her hair, although they were never disheveled, she did things every day that she really didn't need to do.

She swam with big gulps in the cool water, sprayed the ducks with water, which splashed back and then lay back in the sun. She spread her arms and legs, stuck out her fingers and toes, yawned once, then crossed her arms behind her head and fell into one of the quietest temples of her entire life.

Suddenly Bulma saw something again, something cold that was moving back and forth behind her, she turned around, but there was nothing there. She frowned, her eyes looked incredulous, but in the same seconds she fell back into a deep sleep.



^ We can't risk it ... she notices something, he'll discover it ... ^ ^ Shut up! We need him! It doesn't work without him, she alone is worthless, he has to be with her, understand that at last! ^^ Down ... But ... Boss! Look what he has already achieved in his life! ^ ° Just what he has achieved ... in his life! You're right, he'll notice, but if he does, it will be too late! He will want to fight, but then he can no longer do it, so be quiet, we have to go through with this, otherwise everything was in vain! ^ ^ I didn't mean to criticize you at all, I just wanted ... ^ ^ I know and now: Shut up! I have to think it happened way too soon if you know what I mean!So prepare quickly, quickly! You will lead him here, you will have to make sure that everything runs smoothly ... and .... Frezzer, you will be dead if it goes wrong! You won't escape me anymore, so don't even try! ^^ Yes, sir! ^

The smaller of the two figures, who were wrapped in large, black cloaks, turned around and walked slowly out of the room. The taller figure pulled the black hood lower over his face and the bright voice that had rang out earlier echoed across the room, a laugh that was as scary as nothing.

The figure turned and walked out of the dark, stony room in the opposite direction than the other figure.

Water dripped from one of the stones and formed a small puddle on the cold floor. A rat ran through it and the resulting waves made the puddle bigger, in which Bulma could be seen lying naked on a large lake, in the grass and sleeping, suspecting something, but this suspicion was so deep inside that she rarely came up, too seldom to be able to save himself in time ...